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I like birthdays. It is one day in the year when everyone remembers you, calls you, wishes you.
As a blogger it is my first birthday. Earlier I used to read blogs, but was never convinced to start one of my own.

I could not write personal posts like Sid. Neither was I a great storyteller like Nothingman nor could I not compare my writing skills with Zedekiah and later with Alesea.


With lot of apprehensions and scepticism, one fine day, motivated by this one blog, I logged on to blogspot and posted my first entry. That was a year back( 26-03-07). Surprisingly my writing got readers. Some old friends and some new.

My post frequency varied from month to month, but I kept coming back. So did my readers- Kindaweird, A Shade of Blue, The Crazy Apothecary, DM, Meki, Alesea ,Nothingman and many more.

I just have one thing to say to all of you—Thank You!

Hopefully I would have more to write this year as well. Hopefully you will still read it.

Comments

Anonymous said…
i am th frst one to wish u DM...HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY blogging brthday...may u hv hundreds of posts on ur blog this yr n may i get a chance to read all of them as soon as u post them...

hv fun blogging..n yes i want my piece of cake fr th brthday..

lotsa love n gud wishes
ANC said…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY to one of my favourite blogs! :) Lots and lots of love

Your ever-loyal reader

A shade of bloo :D
Alesea said…
well indeed a happy bday to you....and writing skills...well i love yours..and im not being modest!! you know it isnt my virtue!!
What i have loved the most about this blog is the ideas, the freshness in every post, the lazyness that is omnipresent which i adore btw... and ya one thing..this blog prompted me to start my own blog..so a thanks to u!!!!!
unforgiven said…
Blog only for yourself, not for your readers at all; try that sometime.

Happy birthday and many happy returns of the day! :)
Anonymous said…
i want a treeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeat georgina
mehak

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